Very scary bush…

…top left. Gorse with a bit of purple. Tara had just about got over me snapping a branch above her head as a fly swat. She spun and snorted a few times whilst running sideways away from the
branch I still had in my hand. I soon deliberately dropped it. The rest of the ride consisted of me singing ‘Do a Molly, do a Molly’ on a loop repeatedly. We must have had every fly, fast car, big lorry, endless trailers pass us/join us. Luckily Rhoana (other mare) had her big girl pants on. Both of us spinning together could have been a bit worrying.